Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 30832 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30832 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
“Salvatore,” I moan.
His tongue laps at me like a lion, and I can tell he wants me to cum. It’s his only goal. There’s no teasing as he pleasures me.
I feel a small bite against my clit, and I scream out as the climax hits me fast, rocking through my body. My legs tighten, but I’m so far gone that I feel myself start to fall. But before I can, I’m in Salvatore’s arms. He’s holding me, cradling me to his chest.
I close my eyes for a moment, resting my head against him. There’s a moment when I don’t register anything as the orgasm just runs through my body and I melt into him.
“Feel better, baby?” he asks.
I open my eyes to look up at him. He looks so proud of himself, which makes me smile. “You can do that to me anytime you like,” I manage to say before I place kisses on his chest.
“I know I can,” he says cockily.
I let it slide, still enjoying the aftermath of my orgasm.
He sits me down on a bench in his giant shower and washes himself. I try desperately to stop myself from staring at him as he does. As my eyes trail down his strong back and to his round ass, I wonder where all the scars came from. I’m sure it has to do with his line of work, but I can’t find the right words to ask. I’m guessing he wouldn’t tell me anyway. I’m sure each holds its own story of darkness that I probably wouldn’t even be able to wrap my mind around.
When he’s finished with himself, he drops to his knees in front of me and washes my body. It’s so weird to see this powerful man on his knees for me. It does something to me, just like everything about him seems to.
He takes his time washing my feet, calves, and then my thighs before pulling me to my feet and slowly washing the rest of me. He even does my hair. First the shampoo, then putting in the conditioner, lovingly petting me with each touch. I’ve never had someone take care of me like this. It almost makes me want to cry, but I hold it in, not wanting to ruin this utterly sweet moment. Instead I enjoy it without thinking about it too much.
I can’t hold back the sounds that come from me as he rubs my scalp. My eyes fall closed and I moan.
When he turns off the water, my muscles feel so much better. I feel more relaxed than ever before. Salvatore grabs a towel and dries me off.
Once he’s finished, he picks me up and takes me to the bed. He sits me down on it and then walks over to the door and opens it. Bending down, he picks up a tray and closes and locks the door again. He sets the tray down on the bed in front of me, and I watch the whole thing with my jaw nearly on the floor. This is like something out of a movie.
“Angel, I hate to do this.” He glances at the clock next to the bed. I follow his line of sight to see it’s almost noon. I’m shocked because I’ve never slept this late before. “I need to get going. I have a few things to do.” I can see he doesn’t want to leave. “I hate leaving you naked in bed.”
The look on his face as his eyes rake over me has me biting my lip to hold back a smile. He wants me all over again, just as much as I want him.
“I understand,” I tell him. He’s standing over me, still naked with his cock pointing straight at me. I lick my lips, reaching for it.
“Angel,” he chides me, right before I make contact. It’s a warning. And a promise.
He jerks against my hand, groaning at the contact. I watch as a small drop of cum leaks out. I lean forward, and his hand slides into my hair, gripping me in a tight hold. He tilts my head back and makes me look up at him. His breathing is hard as his chest heaves. I love that I’m making him like this. I bet a man like him isn’t used to not being in control. It’s probably driving him crazy. I’m the reason for all of this, and it feels powerful.
“Lick that up, Thea. You made me do it.”
My core clenches as I do as he says. I lick the pearly drop off, but I want more. I try to stick my tongue in the little hole to get as much as possible, and another appears. I press my lips to the tip and suck it off, humming at his flavor.
He tightens his grip on my shoulders, and then I’m flat on my back. He looms over me as he pushes my thighs apart with his knees. Then, with one hard thrust, his cock is inside me and I’m beyond full. It’s not painful, but there’s an ache to his weight inside me, and I moan at the sensation. His thick, heavy cock throbs as it enters, and my body tries to hold all of him as far as he can go. It’s delicious. I’m still a little sore from the night before, but the pleasure is so much more powerful.